I haven’t been to a Games Day since those jerks at Games Workshop moved from Baltimore to Memphis and took their incredibly fun and utterly exhausting excuse to drink beer at the Wharf Rat (which, let’s face it, might never have actually been called “The Wharf Rat”) with them.  This hasn’t ceased to bum the heck out of me.

Fortunately, in a bizarre twist of fate I couldn’t have predicted: a close friend of the patient and understanding Mrs. Rushputin is getting married, in Chicago, tomorrow, which means I’m going to be in Chicago just in time for Games Day!

Needless to say, I’m somewhere between Super- and Mega-excited on the Excitement Scale about this.  (Although I’m going to be in Chicago for the wedding, not Games Day, the bride-to-be and I don’t know each other very well, so I think I get a pass for being more excited about toy soldiers.)

I’ll be putting a few things in the Golden Daemon: we all know I don’t stand a chance of actually winning one, but I’ve got to seize the opportunity to enter the competition when it’s presented to me.  The Chicago Bunker staff is being incredibly helpful in this: I’ll be gone and at the wedding by the time the competition wraps up, so they’re going to mail my entries back to me.

Anyway, if you’re going to be there too, keep any eye out for this handsome hairy bastard, probably standing in line to overspend on ForgeWorld:

If you see me, be sure to say hi!  It’ll be interesting to go to something like this and not see the usual faces.